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Monday, February 28, 2011

I May Be Orange Forever

A few months ago I was hanging out with boyfriend, minding my own business, and thinking about how great he is and how he's so understanding of my feelings and careful about saying things I could take and run wild with and turn into insults in my head. He was holding my hands, and I was thinking, "This is so nice," when he abruptly asked,

"Why are your hands orange?"

I thought, 'What is he talking about? Is he right? Oh my gosh, is this a deal breaker? That diamond's not going to look nearly as nice on my finger if he's right. He's totally going to ditch me for a girl with normal-colored hands.'

And I said, "What?"

"Look at your palms, they're orange."

And he is right. Other people have since asked me why my hands are orange. My dad (a knowledgeable man, and a doctor) says they're "in the range of normal." Well that's good news. I guess boyfriend can't use that as an excuse to escape.

I'm reasonably confident I know why my hands are a little orange. It's my beta-carotene consumption. Don't get me wrong, beta-carotene is an awesome nutrient, dietary vitamin A, which we need for lots of things. But really, I eat a lot of it:
I eat carrots like I'm getting paid for it - whole, peel on, like Bugs Bunny.
I also love sweet potatoes in basically everything. And DIY sweet potato fries. Or roasted rounds.
And lots of spinach and pumpkin, also primary sources.

The point is to say that I have no plans to change soon. Why? Because Saturday night I made a very orange Curry Sweet Potato Stew, and it might just be the best thing I've made this year. The spice blend and lentils are inspired by a Veganomicon recipe, and seriously, I wish I could feed this to all of you. It's like a warm nutritious sweet and spicy blanket for your wounded soul. Or stomach. Both.